In the eyes of many monks, they all showed envy like the middle-aged monk, and sighed again and again, asking themselves why they were not the one who obtained the purple gold shield.

Only a few people's eyes were still calm, staying on the green-shirted monk and the big ding.

Only they know that this battle has not really begun, and the pressure brought to them by the Baizhang Tiger Shadow is not small, but the slightly thin green-shirted monk, the faint cyan revealed in his back, has an indescribable sense of stability, which makes people always have an indescribable confidence in him.

The power of Jun Wuwu's bloodline, even in the countless years of inheritance of the Jun family, can be ranked in the top three, and now the contemporary ancestors who have been in retreat in the secret land of the Jun family for hundreds of years, if they only talk about the inheritance of the bloodline, it is slightly inferior to Jun Wuwu.

This point, as early as when Jun Wuwu was a child, was measured by the Jun family with a secret method, and let the contemporary ancestors, who had not been able to retreat for many years, make an exception, in order to confirm the ancestral veins in their bloodlines, and finally determined that once the power of the bloodline in Jun Wuwu's body is fully awakened, not only can it be easily broken through to the spiritual cultivation, but it also has the opportunity to enter the three realms like the ancestors.

Over the years, the Jun family has vigorously supported Jun Wuwu, and even let him worship under the Red Dragon Sect and inherit the position of the city lord.

Not surprisingly, he will be the next head of the family, and his tablet has already been offered to the ancestral hall and worshiped by the children of the Jun family.

Jun Wuwu withdrew his gaze towards the purple gold shield, smiled slightly, and turned his head to look at Han Shi, but in this smile, there was a cruel and bantering meaning, this meaning, in the eyes of the white-veined tiger, was infinitely magnified, and the cold tiger eyes gave people a creepy feeling, as if they were about to be pounced on by the tiger.

Many monks were shocked, and they involuntarily took a few steps back before they could stand firmly, the pressure brought by this hundred-zhang tiger shadow was too great.

The distance between the two was not far away, and after the white-veined tiger shadow bit down the purple gold shield, the cat got up and pounced towards Han Shi with a fierce kick, to be precise, towards the black Dading on top of Han Shi.

"The things that have been transformed by this golden calamity, only I am qualified to get it without worry, I will spare you today and retreat. ”

Jun Wuwu's face was as usual, and he slowly spoke as he walked, but his eyes were staring at the big ding in the air, and he didn't look at Han Shi at all, but in the depths of his usual gaze, there was a cold cold that flashed away.

"Stand down...... Retire...... Step back ......"

The sound of Jun Wuwu, like the sound of a tiger's roar, reverberated violently in this sea of clouds, bringing gusts of wind, in this sea of clouds, setting off surging cloud waves, its momentum, spectacular, this sound is even more out of the surface of Leiyun Lake, turning into an irresistible majesty.

This is the voice of the king, no matter who it is, under this sound, you must also bow your head.

This sound, in the ears of several Yuanying monks, although there were waves, but it was quietly suppressed by a few people, but in the ears of others, it made these people's hearts tremble, and from then on, there was a trace of fear for the man in black.

Looking at the huge momentum of the tiger shadow rushing forward, Han Shi's face was calm, but his feet were motionless, looking at it from a distance, it seemed to be sluggish, only when he was close, he could see that Han Shi's eyes were as clear as a cold spring.

Han Shi's eyes were extremely calm, he had already seen that the tiger shadow that appeared behind this gentleman was related to this person's bloodline, and there was a strong coercion.

This is to force Han Shi to submit with the noble rank of the bloodline.

This white-veined tiger is somewhat similar to the rumored Western Gengjin White Tiger who is the main killing, and in the exercises used by this gentleman, there is an obvious sharp gold aura, thinking about it, this white-veined tiger must have some origin with the Gengjin White Tiger, and this coercion that appeared in Han Shi's mind was full of ridicule and disdain.

As if to say, being able to reward you for kneeling down is already the greatest honor of your Han Shi, don't be dissatisfied.

"The Power of the Bloodline ......"

Han Shi's eyes showed a strange look, if it weren't for the fact that he saw Jun Wuwu exert the power of bloodline inheritance, he would have almost forgotten that there was a power in his bloodline, which had been sleeping for many years.

Han Shi pointed his fingers at the center of his eyebrows, his eyes slowly closed, and an illusory shadow appeared behind him at the moment when the white-veined tiger pounced.

If it is about bloodline, Han Shi is not very clear, what is the extent of his bloodline, he only knows that since the cultivation of the stone technique, in addition to the stronger and stronger physical body, the change of bloodline, especially after the black and white ashlar stone is integrated into the bloodline, has become more obvious.

Back then, in that misty valley, Han Shi used his own essence and blood to heal those babies with crippled bodies, and thinking about it, the power of the blood contained in it was very powerful.

For so many years, Han Shi had never shown the power of the bloodline, and at this moment, it was the first time.

The moment the illusory shadow appeared behind Han Shi, an ethereal meaning floated to everyone's hearts with the heaviness of the mountains, this feeling was extremely weird, like a feather being blown up by the breeze, constantly churning in the sky, extremely smart.

It was also this feather, but it was indestructible in that fluttering, and even the majestic mountain was shattered under the touch of this goose feather, turning into endless rubble and falling to the earth.

And the light and graceful goose feathers were blown up by another breeze and drifted away.

In this illusory shadow, the softest and most rigid power are kneaded together, just as water and fire are never compatible, but they are fused by a mysterious force, and this illusory shadow gradually becomes clear, and what falls in front of everyone's eyes is a stone, black and white.

The shape of this stone is not unique, it is just an extremely ordinary ashlar, square and six-sided.

In the eyes of everyone, the white side is like mutton fat and jade, which makes people love it suddenly, but the other side is as black as ink, and there is a dark feeling of nine yellow springs on it.

On the side of the light, however, it was a hazy gray, black compared to the white side, and white compared to the black side.

Even Han Shi himself didn't know that this side was different in everyone's eyes, some people saw black, some people saw white, and some people saw gray, even if it was the same gray, it was different!

This stone, only ten zhang high, but there is a vast and boundless breath, erupting out, in an instant enveloped the entire sea of clouds, the original churning clouds, in this breath of the moment, suddenly still, this stop, not slowly, but in the blink of an eye completely still, as if worship.

Perhaps, it is somewhat possible to refine and solidify a small amount of cloud and mist sealing, but if this vast sea of clouds is completely still, it is impossible, even if there is no wind, it is also impossible.

At this moment, this impossible thing clearly appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

The wind has not stopped, and the clouds are as still as mountains as mountains.

This vast breath fills the world and fills everyone's hearts, it does not have the sound of the bell and the great Lu, but like a silent thought, this thought, not any magic spell can be blocked, even if you close your eyes and plug your ears, you can't stop it, it breaks through everything and enters directly into people's hearts.

If the tiger roars like a king, then this black and white ashline is like the supreme emperor, even if the king sees it, he must bow his head.